Suicide Note

Chapter Twenty-Five

Christopher....

"Read this one babe..." Rocky mumbles as he sides his MacBook over to me. I push my own to the side and set his on my lap.
"Bodies found burned unrecognizable in car crash."
The tittle reads and I bite into my lip as I begin to read the article. My eyes scan the screen as I read each word and once I'm finished I look over at Rocky. "It says that they couldn't identify the bodies afterwards..." He says softly as he lays on his stomach, resting his head in his crossed arms.
"Burning to death is a horrible way to go baby..." I say, uneasy about it.
"Who says that has to be the cause of death?" He questions, a light smirk on his beautiful chocolate lips.
"What're you thinking then?" I ask and he shrugs a little.
"Sleeping pills... take a high enough dosage, you'll be out. Won't feel or hear anything. And if we plan on making the car go over the bridge then drowning would be the cause of death." He says and I sigh as I run my hand down my face.
"But then how are we going to be unidentifiable?" I ask and he sits up.
"Set the car on fire before it goes over." He states simply and I go to say something but his bedroom door opens. His step father comes in and I divert my eyes elsewhere.
"I'm going to need you to start asking for permission before you bring your little boy toys in my house, Rakim." He says causing Rocky to kiss his teeth.
"Man! I asked momma! I don't need both of y'all to confirm that he can be here! And he's not my big toy, he's my boyfriend." He spits and I can practically feel the anger coming from his step father.

"You're living under my roof boy! You confirm every-fucking-thing with me." He grits and Rocky lets out a bitter chuckle.
"Fuck you yo, this my moms house to. Dumb ass nigga, fuck I look like going by only your rules?" Rocky shoots back and I stand from the bed.
"It's okay Rocky... I'll go." I say and I reach for my MacBook and he shoots from the bed.
"No, you're staying here." He says as he pulls me into him, arm around my waist. His step father glares at us, his nostrils flaring and a disgusted look on his face.
"Both of you, out." He says through gritted teeth and I swallow the lump in my throat as I begin to walk forward. Rocky pulls me back against him, my back slamming into his chest.
"Fuck no." His voice comes out icy and I can tell this isn't going to end well. My eyes widen when his step father lunges towards us and I react quickly. Everything falls silent as he backs away from us, holding his jaw in his hand.
"Did you just... punch me?" He growls and I swallow hard, my Adam's apple bobbing.
"I didn't mean to..." My voice shakes out of fear and it goes quiet again. In the blink of an eye, his fist is connecting with my own jaw and I stumble back onto Rocky's bed. Rakim shakes from anger and he leaps at his step father. The two fall to the floor, throwing hits at one another. I run up to Rocky and attempt to pull him away as I hear someone running down the hall.
"What the hell is going on here?!" His mother shouts and I struggle to speak. "Get off of him!" She screams at Rocky and pulls him away forcefully.

His chest heaves as his nose bleeds and he points down at the battered man.
"You always taking this nigga side! Fuck this I'm out! I don't need you and I damn sure don't fucking need you!" He says pointing at his step dad. Turning away he grips a few of his belongings before grabbing my arm. I quickly swipe my laptop from his bed and we're headed out of the foot. When we get outside and into my car I sit there for a moment, allowing him to calm down.
"Rocky..." I call out softly, placing my hand on his thigh. I give it a light squeeze and he clenches his eyes shut.
"You know this isn't the first time..." He trials off, a tear slipping down his cheek.
"What do you mean?" I ask softly as I gaze at his side profile. He turns his head, looking out the window and shakes it.
"She allowed him to hurt me for so long... and every time I told her it ended up being my fault! Never did she ever put me first instead she put some sad ass excuse of a man before me! I knew it would come to this and now I can't wait to finish what we've started." He says, turning to look at me. Tears run down his face as his red eyes gaze into mine. "I don't care who will miss me..." He whispers and I lick my lips before grabbing his hand.
"We're on the same page..." I say lowly as we continue to stare at each other.
"I hope everyone gets what the fuck is coining to them." He grits before pulling his hand away from my own gently. "Let's get out of here babe." He grumbles before wiping the tears from his face.